The scene changes to Pungmi Restaurant. A man walks out of the restaurant and receives a call.

"Yes?"

"Hello, sir. You should come here right now."

"What is wrong?"

"The prison guard who tipped us off is demanding more money. I have tried talking to him but he just won't listen."

"Damn it. Where are you right now?"

"They are fishing the other guy now," Han-seo thought.

The scene changes. The man parks his car and gets out to meet the person who he was talking to previously on the phone.

"Hey, where is that guard?" He asks him.

"We are in huge trouble," The man answers.

"Indeed. The biggest trouble, 'THE CASSANO BROTHERS' are waiting for him," Mr. An thought.

"What do you mean?" He asks. He leans in to see that the man's hands were tied to the steering. Mr. Nam comes from behind and attacks him with taser. He falls on the ground.

"Whoops, another one goes down," Vittorio comments and chuckled after, scaring some bunch of people who still haven't gotten used to his sociopathic behaviour.

The two then walked towards Mr. Nam.

"He's not dead, is he?" Ms. Hong asked, looking at them with a frown.

"Nah," Vittorio in the theatre said in the same manner as his on-screen self.

"Nah," Vittorio says.

"His stomach is moving," Vincenzo said.

"He has a bit of abdominal fat," Ms. Hong commented.

"In the era of inclusivity you are promoting these kinds of things, very bad Mrs. Hong!" Vittorio said with the most disappointed tone making Cha- young role her eyes.

"His mood swings are worse than my cat's," One of the tenants murmured while the others agreed.

"That's body shaming!" Vittorio dramatically exclaims making Cha-young look at him in disbelief while Vincenzo remained unfazed because he was already used to his brother's antics.

Vincenzo simply shook his head knowing his brother's persona very well, while Han-seok was amused seeing his lover's duality.

"Argh," Mr. Nam suddenly pressed the taser's button, making the Cha-young yelped, almost falling on her butt.

Some of them chuckled quietly at this, even Mr. Hong couldn't hide his laughter but Vittorio was the loudest amongst them.

Cha-young, who was already annoyed to death by the younger Cassano to death, couldn't help but just glare at him. If gaze could kill Vittorio would have been dead already.

"Come on!" Cha-young raised her voice, slapping his arm.

The scene changes to an abandoned warehouse. Vincenzo walked in the direction of the man, tied up to the chair with tape on his mouth. He takes out a gun and puts it on the man's neck.

The lively atmosphere of the theatre suddenly turned more serious.

"This is a Russian pistol. Tokarev TT-33. Neither the military nor the NIS uses this model. So how did a civilian obtain this gun?" Vincenzo asked as he pulled the back of the gun, scaring the man. "Then again, you both served in the military's intelligence division. It must be a cakewalk to obtain the gun illegally."

They both now at an abandoned building, the two man was tied up on a chair, preventing them from escaping. Cha-young was leaning on a concrete designed for plants, holding a shovel while Vittorio was simply standing there looking bored.

"Hurry up and answer me. Who ordered you to kill Mr. Hong and Mr. Yu?" Vincenzo asked but the man shook his head, indicating that he doesn't want to answer. The other man glanced away nervously.

"Of course they won't answer. Their tongues are tied by those Babel and Wusang bastards," Mr. Hong said in an annoyed tone but on the other hand, he also knew that the mafia brothers are very much capable of extorting the truth.

"I hate wasting time as much as I hate uncooked macaroni. We don't wanna waste our time here, so just answer it if you guys don't wanna die," He said but the two still refused to give them answers.

Vittorio knew that they won't open their mouth until his brother uses the hard method.

Vittorio felt that these two needed serious motivation to open up their mouth.

"If you refuse to spill, you'll end up just like Lee Chung-il did!" Ms. Hong raised her voice, threatening the two.

"You shouldn't open your mouth. You are quite useless, can't even threaten properly," Myung-hee taunted Cha-young snarkily.

"Does this bitch need to intervene every moment," Vittorio thought waiting for Cha-young's response.

Mr. Hong was about to speak something but Cha-young stopped him and stood from her seat making her way towards Myung-hee.

Suddenly, a crisp 'pa' sound echoed in the theatre. Cha-young slapped Myung-hee.

"How dare y-" Myung-hee was about to retort but Cha-young harshly held her mouth with her fingernails sinking in Myung-hee's cheeks.

"Listen, you old hag, if you open this shitty mouth of yours again, I won't hesitate to cut your tongue off," Cha-young said with a very calm voice and went back to her seat, leaving a scared cat behind.

Everyone was amused seeing this, Mr. Hong was feeling proud while Vincenzo was captivated by Ms. Hong and felt that this woman is indeed very dangerous.

"Well, well, well! We should watch ahead," Vittorio said and others agreed.

"Nod your head if you're willing to talk, and I'll spare you," Vincenzo spoke but the man in front of them still refused to cooperate.

"If you don't talk, I'll ram this into your head!" Ms. Hong yelled.

Cha-young felt it was indeed useless to talk to them.

"Talk!" Vincenzo pulled the pistol's trigger, creating a loud noise as Ms. Hong flinched.

Some of them also flinched along.

Vittorio knew his brother won't kill them as long as Cha-young is present. Ms. Hong looked at Vincenzo with a worried look. She looked towards Vittorio hoping he would control his older brother but Vittorio just shrugged. Vincenzo then stepped towards man, holding the pistol and putting it on the his leg.

But Cha-young in theatre very well knew that Vincenzo can finish this man off if he wants to.

"This is your last chance. Who was it?" He shake his head, still refusing to speak.

"Tell us. Hurry!" Ms. Hong shouted, worried that Vincenzo could kill them. Raising the pistol at the man's head, Ms. Hong looked at him. "Sir. Be careful with that gun," She nervously said.

"Will he really shoot him?"

"I also think so they are gonna die"

"These brothers are from mafia, of course they can kill"

"But they deserve it as well"

"I don't think so they will kill him until they get the information"

"You are right"

The tenants began discussing amongst themselves.

Vincenzo looked at them with a deadpan look, indicating that they will hurt them. Colors drained from her face.

Most of them got scared by Vincenzo's look but both the Cassano brothers knew those men are gonna be alive in the future.

"You have to talk now! This isn't a joke! Hurry!" She quickly urged them to speak, yelling at the two worriedly. She tugged Vittorio's sleeve for help to control the situation.

Unlike her on-screen self, Hong Cha-young in the theatre was very calm.

"Relax, Ms. Hong," He whispered to calm Cha-young and turns to look towards the man.

Even the people in the theatre thought Vittorio's gaze was very reassuring.

"Looks like you two need some serious motivation to open your mouth and speak the truth," Vittorio says taking out his pistol out of nowhere pointing it to the direction of the other man, shooting him.

This shocked almost everyone in the theatre including the Jang brothers and Cha-young as they were expecting Vincenzo to pull the trigger not Vittorio who just asked Cha-young to relax.

"Indeed, the younger Cassano brother is even more unpredictable than his elder brother, looks can deceive," Most of them thought.

His chest was bleeding with a hole on it. The other man's eyes widened Ms. Hong covered her head with her hands, letting out a yelp. Her eyes widened, gasping at him and then, looking at Vincenzo.

"It's high time that other idiot should open his mouth unless he doesn't want to end up having the same fate as the other," Mr. An thought.

"Did you think we wouldn't shoot? A gun is a murder weapon," Vincenzo says.

"Why did you do that? I thought you were the sensible brother. We agreed not to kill anyone. What if, he tells everyone about this?" Ms. Hong said looking at Vittorio as Vincenzo thought for a moment.

"He can also be silenced then," Vittorio offers the solution.

"In that case," opening the bullet's magazine, he checked for bullets. "We should kill him as well," Vincenzo finished as he pointed the gun towards the man again. He trembled, closing his eyes and panicking when the gun touched his forehead.

"Of course, they are brothers, their minds also gotta think alike," Cha-young thought.

The scene changes to the laundry shop. Myung-hee was doing Zumba there.

Some of them were already disgusted seeing bitch, oops Myung-hee's dance.

Someone comes in the shop and leaves a box there. Myung-hee sees the box. She takes off the cloth from the bucket and sees blood stained clothes in it. She gasps.

People in the theatre already started to connect the dots there.

Her phone beeps and she sees two messages from a restricted number. She opens it and sees the pics of two men shot. She grabs a cloth and starts to see the clothes and they were same clothes in the picture.

"So, both of them are dead?" One of the tenants asked.

"Who the hell..." The light of the laundry shop goes out. Mung-hee takes her bag and starts to leave but sees the door was locked from outside. She bangs on the door. Her phone rings and she gets a call from the same restricted number. She receives it.

Myung-hee, whose face turned pale with red prints on her cheek clearly visible, could already guess that the call was from either of the Cassano brothers.

"Yes?" It is revealed to be Vincenzo on the other side alongside his brother.

"Of course, it's them!" Mr. Han thought and made a mental thought to not associate with either Babel or Choi Myung-hee in the future.

"There is only one way humans are born, but there are countless ways to die," Vincenzo says.

"Who are you? Do you even know I am?" Myung-hee asks.

"Ms. Choi. I wonder which way would suit you the best"

Vittorio glanced at Myung-hee and smirked, he could already imagine the best manner to squeeze out Myung-hee's life. Vincenzo looked at his brother's face and could very well understand what Vittorio was thinking off.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I think we don't require any introduction now, do we?" Vittorio asked looking at Myung-hee.

"Someone who you should fear" Vincenzo says and Myung-hee sees a truck.

Myung-hee's eyes widened at this, she could feel the fear in her veins even though right now she was safe and sound.

"It looks familiar, doesn't it?"

"Why are you doing this? At least tell me the reason," Myung-hee asks. The camera then focuses on the place where the Cassano brothers were. They were able to see Myung-hee from that place very clearly.

"The owners of the bloody clothes told me that you ordered them to kill Mr. Yu and Mr. Hong," Vincenzo says as he removes another block from the stack.

"That is ludicrous. Who would believe them?"

""Who wouldn't, when Choi Myung-hee is involved?" Cha-young commented.

"I don't care what people believe. All that matters is that I do,"

"It really has nothing to do with me," The truck was accelerating but doesn't moves yet.

"I am a patient man, but I am afraid I can't say the same for that driver," He says and the whole stash of the blocks fall. The truck starts coming towards Myung-hee's shop and she hides behind the table.

Even the tenants were quite satisfied with Myung-hee's condition right now.

"Serves her right," Han-seo thought.

"What do you want from me?" She asks and the truck just stops at the entrance.

"Why is negotiating so difficult?"

"What do you want?" Myung-hee asks.

"Restore your victim Mr. Hong's honour and those of the late test subjects by tomorrow. To do that, you will have to come clean about what you did first," Myung-hee chuckles.

"She would never do that," Mr. Hong said and rest of them agreed, an egoistic person like Myung-hee would value her face more than anything else.

"Just kill me instead,"

"Restoring their honour matters much more than your worthless lives"

"Of course, Mr. Cassano is right"

"This bitch should die already"

"Mr. Hong and other innocent people have already suffered enough because of her"

"She doesn't deserve to live"

The people in the theatre started saying making Myung-hee seethe in anger.

"Do you think I will listen to you?" Myung-hee asks and Vincenzo sighs.

Vittorio scoffed at this feeing annoyed.

"That is up to you. But you should remember that freedom comes with a price," Vincenzo says and hangs up the call.

Myung-hee sees that the truck was moving back, and she sighs. The truck now starts coming back with more speed and Myung-hee screams. The truck moves to another direction instead of crashing the shop. Myung-hee was breathing heavily. She stands up and then, runs to the door and sees that the truck was gone.

Everyone except Myung-hee was content watching the scene while she was swearing for revenge, no one has humiliated her like this in her whole life and those who did were no longer alive, so be it those mafia bastards or Cha-young, she will destroy all of them.

"That darn punk... You better stay well hidden. The moment I find you, you are as good as dead"

"That's just the start Myung-hee the real torment hasn't even started yet," Mr. Hong said making the bitch sneer.

The camera then focuses on the place where the Cassano brothers were earlier. They were not there.

The scene changes. Vincenzo was standing on the terrace and stares at the buildings. He plays with his lighter and then, keeps it back in his pocket.

"What do you think that bitch Myung-hee won't just stay put now," Vittorio says walking towards his brother.

"Of course, she won't stay put after being challenged from front," Mr. Hong thought.

"That's what I want besides she isn't the biggest fish of this tank, Babel is the one which we are going to destroy," Vincenzo replies.

Han-seok smiled at this without being noticed. An upfront challenge he always liked it.

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I know what you all have been waiting for I promise it's gonna be in the next update, till then take care of yourself. Do comment whether you are liking the book so far or not.

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